Chapter 4
Over the next several weeks, Dorrie was treated to multiple repetitions of the sexual drama enacted between her parents after each Saturday tennis session. She occasionally tried to catch some of the night fucking which she now knew took place several times each week. However, her parents seemed to be content to screw in the dark, and she was denied these extra helpings.
The Saturday morning stuff was plenty, though. It seemed that every time they returned home for their fun time, they had a new wrinkle or a new variation to try.
Maybe that's why they do it so much, she thought. They keep it new and exciting all the time.
On the third time that Dorrie spied on the sweet contest, she was treated to a role reversal. Mrs. Pennington had obviously won the tennis match, and she was ready for the tender, loving care of her own personal and devoted love slave; someone who was all massively horny male, and who was now utterly and completely at her beck and call.
As Dorrie took her accustomed place at her spy hole, Alice Pennington was just ordering her husband to assume his proper role. Again, Dorrie was surprised to note how quickly her father dropped his normally strong, almost dominating personality and adopted the submissive, love slave persona.
"Start my bath," Alice ordered imperiously, and Martin hurried to do so.
Starting hot water flowing into the large Roman tub, he carefully adjusted the temperature and then added a generous helping of bath oil and bubble bath. He made sure that the tub was filling properly and then returned to the bedroom, where Alice stood waiting.
"While the tub is filling, I want you to undress me," she told the waiting man. "But first, get yourself ready. Get out of those clothes."
Martin quickly stripped off his pullover and dropped his shorts. "No striptease this time," muttered Dorrie from the secrecy of her own bedroom. She felt a little pang of disappointment tempered with excitement.
Martin now stood in just his jock strap, and as he lifted his hands to slide that down, Alice stopped him.
"No. Leave that for now," she ordered him. "I want your cock under control for a while."
Alice glanced to one side to get the mirror's front perspective. For some reason, the constriction of the snug jock strap made Martin even sexier. The small garment completely confined his large cock and his balls. Even though the beautiful cock was still limp the jock swelled out in a large, alluring lump that held Dorrie's fascinated attention.
"I wonder why being held so tight like that doesn't hurt them," she whispered. "Maybe it feels like a tight bra does sometimes around my titties." As she said this, the darling young girl was rubbing and fondling her luscious tits. Already, the little nipples were stiff and rigidly pointing straight ahead. The pink circles surrounding them were puckered and made the tiny buds more prominent.
In the other room, the action was just starting to warm up. In response to Alice's command, Martin had started to remove her clothing. He started with the blouse, quickly opening the buttons.
"Not so fast," Alice ordered him. "I want you to go slowly and make me enjoy being stripped naked. Take your time, and remember that it is your responsibility to make me feel as wonderful as possible. If you do a really good job, I might even let you fuck me."
Martin slowed his attack and slowly opened the rest of the buttons. As he finished with the last button, the blouse gaped open and Alice's bra-constrained boobs bounced forward.
"Damn," thought Dorrie. "I even get off looking at my mom's big tits."
Martin removed the blouse and then turned his attention to the skirt. He opened the catch in back and slowly slid the zipper down. As the skirt opened, he slid both hands down the woman's body with the skirt. Starting at the waist, he slowly ran his hands over her flaring hips and down her long, tapering legs. As he neared Alice's knees, he slipped his hands around her so he could run them over her magnificent, arched calves.
As Alice raised first one foot and then the other, he slipped the skirt off and tossed it away. While kneeling at her feet, he slowly removed each shoe and the athletic socks.
"While you're down there," Alice said, "kiss my feet."
The tone she used indicated that she was not joking. Neither was Martin as he obeyed her orders and reverently kissed first one and then the other beautifully shaped foot. As Dorrie watched in spellbound fascination, he then licked across the tops and into the spaces between her toes with his tongue. Alice moaned very slightly and her eyes slitted in pleasure at the intensely erotic sensation.
Martin remained on his knees but straightened his back. Now with his face just in front of her crotch, he slowly retraced his earlier route down Alice's body. His hands moved slowly up the smoothly muscled legs until they cupped her fantastic ass. Alice's vee-shaped bikini panty left her ass cheeks uncovered, and now Martin's hands covered them completely. The tips of the fingers of both hands curved inward into the magic space between her legs. Just barely, his fingertips brushed against the damp pussy nestled there.
While still on his knees, Martin shifted his hands until they grasped the top of the bikini panty. Slowly, he pulled the tiny garment down the long legged journey toward the floor. As he pulled the flimsy thing away from the crotch, he leaned forward and pressed his face against the silky mound. He held this position, rubbing his face back and forth, until he had completely removed the panty.
Rising, Martin lifted his hands and slid them up Alice's back until he reached her bra strap. One catch at a time, he slowly released the four catches. As the last one was opened, the woman's huge tits sprang forward. Martin removed and then dropped the bra on the floor where the discarded clothing was piling up.
Placing both hands on her belly underneath the delightfully dangling fruits, he again slowly slid his hands upward until each hand cupped a massive tit. Rotating his hands slightly, he brought each thumb into position over the corresponding nipple. Already, the nipples were erect and proud. Each one looked as if it protruded outward at least on inch and seemed to throb as he massaged them. Placing a thumb firmly on each bud, he rotated them and then pushed them back into the soft, surrounding tit flesh. Again, Alice moaned and half-closed her eyes in pleasure.
After a few moments in this position, Martin broke away. "Your bath is ready," he stated, and as Dorrie shifted her gaze, she saw that the huge tub was filled with steaming water covered in billowing bubbles and foam.
Alice entered the bathroom and slowly lowered herself into the huge marble tub. One end of the Roman-style tub was slanted so that she could lay back with just her head above the steaming water. She relaxed back into the foaming mixture, and her magnificent tits floated up until the big, brown nipples were protruding out of the water and sticking up into the bubbles. All the while, Martin knelt at the side of the tub, waiting patiently.
"Wash me please," Alice requested. "And be very thorough."
Martin leaned over the tub and slipped his arms down into the bath. As he applied the soapy bath cloth to her sensuously slippery skin, Dorrie looked down at his jock strap-covered cock. Although the tough elastic material still covered the huge tool, it now bulged and strained at the seams. Martin's big prick was still held down over his balls, but it had now become much larger as the flow of blood rushed into and swelled it to several times its normal, unexcited, size.
To Dorrie, it seemed to continue to grow and strain against its captivity as she slathered the soapy cloth over the reclining beauty. He worked his way up her legs and, avoiding the crotch for the moment, he lovingly caressed the cloth around each floating mass of tit flesh. Again, he tickled the stiff nipples with his thumbs as she moved his hands past them.
Completing Alice's upper body, Martin returned his arms to the depths of the bath. Reaching down, he slipped his soapy hands under her magnificent ass and lifted slightly until she floated upward into his support. Holding her floating body up with one hand, he applied his other to the exposed nether regions. First, he rubbed along the crack of Alice's ass, his wet, slippery hand sliding along the wonderfully smooth skin. Then, stopping at Alice's asshole, he played with the sensitive rose bud opening. For minutes, he tickled and teased the tight little orifice as Alice squirmed and wriggled in pleasure. Finally, he slipped one finger through the sphincter and plunged the digit fully inside. As he did so, Alice stiffened slightly and then relaxed back against the slanted side of the tub.
For several minutes more, Martin continued his gentle action, pumping his finger deeply into her ass and then withdrawing it almost to the end. In and out, in and out as Alice relaxed and floated in bobbing rhythm to the underwater action. Then, with a small sigh from the lovely woman, he slipped the pumping finger out of the clasping hole.
With only slight hesitation, Martin shifted his underwater attention to Alice's other hidden hole. He cupped her pubic mound with the heel of his hand resting on the hair-covered fleshy cushion. From this position, his fingers and thumb dangled down along the sides of the cunt lips and covered the entire sex hole. Again, his slippery soap-covered fingers rubbed along the outer lips, first just slipping back and forth and then pulling and tugging slightly as he pulled them out and open.
Into the slippery hole, Martin now slipped first one and then two invading fingers. The two middle fingers on his right hand thrust deeply into the writhing woman's cunt and his right thumb slid back up and attacked the now exposed clitoris. Rapidly, he pumped his fingers into the squirming woman and massaged her budding joy button. In the meantime, his left hand had moved up to one of her tits. He squeezed and kneaded the slippery ma'am as his other hand continued to finger-fuck his wife's pussy.
After less than a minute of Martin's furious finger-fucking, Alice stiffened in the first throes of her coming orgasm. Her eyes screwed tightly shut and her back arched as she squeezed her legs together, trapping Martin's hand with her crotch. Twice, then three times, she jerked and spasmed against his fingers before she again relaxed back into the tub.
"Urn, that was good," she drawled and looked up at Martin. "Good for openers, but I think that I'll want a little more before I let you fuck me."
Alice stood up and stepped out of the tub. As she did so, Martin fetched the large bath towel he had laid out earlier and dried her thoroughly. Starting at the back of her neck, he worked the soft terry cloth slowly down her body, rubbing each little nook and cranny until he had reached her ankles and feet. Alice turned and let him dry the front of her beautiful body. Again, Martin slowly worked his way deliciously down Alice's marvelous hills and valleys.
"Wash yourself and join me on the bed," she ordered. Leaving Martin alone in the steamy bathroom, she walked across the master bedroom suite and reclined on her back on the huge, king-sized bed. Her head and shoulders rested on large, overstuffed pillows.
Martin quickly slipped the confining jock strap off and stepped into the shower. Dorrie watched his monstrous cock spring free and stand proudly erect as he removed the elastic band and pouch. She noticed that the tip of his penis was wet with a fine, oily sheen. As she stared, she licked her lips and imagined what the oil would taste like.
Martin showered quickly and toweled himself dry. When he stepped from the shower, his prick still towered vertically from the mass of his pubic curls. It bobbed and swayed back and forth as she left the bathroom and strode across the bedroom carpet toward the bed and his waiting mistress.
As Martin approached the bed, Alice slipped down from where she was lying on the big pillows and rolled over onto her belly. This motion brought the flesh of her ass into prominent display. It swelled invitingly as the flesh flared widely into two half-moon globes. Her long legs focused all attention in toward their joining. Here, a dark, inviting triangle with a little fringe of brown pubic hair lining it, peeked through as Alice spread her legs just slightly.
"I'm ready for my massage now," she informed him. "I'm all tight and tense from my game-which I'm sure that you remember I won four sets to two! Massage my tired muscles and make me feel better."
Kneeling on the bed beside his mistress of the morning, Martin spread his large hands on her neck and shoulders. With a gentle but firm massaging motion, he worked on the knotted muscles buried under the alabaster-smooth skin. Without any particular haste, he worked his way down the woman's back and across her narrow waist. With a continuous kneading motion, his powerful hands worked and gently twisted the beautiful, pliable flesh.
As he approached Alice's ass, Martin shifted his position on the bed, bringing him into a direct frontal exposure to Dome's prying eyes. From the center of his crouching stance, his fully erect prick stood and pointed toward her hiding place.
Just like Matt's that first time, she thought to herself. I wonder what it looks like when it goes off. Right now, it looks like it's ready to explode, it so damn big and red.
Meanwhile, Martin massaged Alice's luscious ass cheeks and ever so gently slipped the two middle fingers of his right hand down the beautiful cleavage. He rubbed them along Alice's crack and then down along her cunt. Almost reluctantly, he retraced the path and then firmly squeezed the big ass cheeks before continuing the long sensuous massage.
Working his way down along her beautiful legs, Martin massaged in long, luxurious strokes, starting at the top of her butt and working down to he back of Alice's knees. Then, bending down even more, he shifted his hands further down along her calves. While his hands worked on the firm calf muscles, Martin very slowly ran his tongue along the tender flesh at the back of her right knee.
Dorrie saw her mother stiffen and heard the sharp intake of her breath as the surprising sensation took her by surprise.
"Um. Nice. Very nice," she purred.
Martin continued his massage of his mistress' lower legs and feet. Dorrie watched spellbound as he gently manipulated the beautiful feet. Then, shifting again on the bed, he lowered his head again and licked along the inside of one arch. The woman trembled and the luscious flesh of her beautiful ass jiggled and bounced. Watching from her spy hole, Dorrie was again amazed to discover the effects that her father's stimulation was having. Of course, Dorrie knew that playing with a woman's tits and ass would get her hot, but it was revealing to see how licking and petting other places could have such an effect.
Maybe I can find out for myself soon, she thought. Again, brief flashes doing with Matt what she watched her parents doing ran through her mind. Then she briefly imagined her father replacing Matt. She saw herself spread out on the huge bed with first one and then the other of the men in her family working on her writhing body.
My God! I wonder what Reverend Masters would think of my day dreams, she thought. He would probably tell me that I'm committing some unforgivable sin.
By now, Alice had rolled over onto her back, and Martin was starting to work on the front of her voluptuous naked body. Starting at the feet, he quickly worked his way up along her legs and kneaded the flesh of her beautiful thighs. He slipped his hands quickly past her crotch and continued up across her flat belly. Finally, he reached the big boobs that now lay slightly flattened. The wonderful mounds rose from her chest like two twin peaks; the nipples of each representing the mountain tops. It was on these that Martin finally focused his attention. He grasped one nipple between the forefinger and thumb of each hand. Gently, he pulled them out and up while rolling and twisting. Alice's back arched slightly as she responded, pushing her tits forward into his grasp.
For several minutes, Martin squeezed and kneaded the springy tit flesh. Then he lowered his mouth to one of the protruding nipples and sucked it deeply into his mouth. Continuing a deep, strong suction, he simultaneously ran his darting tongue back and forth across the burning nipple. Dorrie watched Alice squirm and press her breast up and into the man's face as she reacted to his furious sucking manipulations. Alice's breath was more rapid and her eyes were slitted almost closed. Her hands clutched the sheets on each side of her body, and her legs slid slightly wider apart.
Then Alice's hands were on the top of Martin's head, entwined in his thick black hair. With pressure that was not quite gentle, she pushed down until his mouth was forced away from the delicious tit. Dorrie could hear a slurping, popping sound as the nipple was finally pulled free. In the meantime, Alice's legs had spread widely, revealing her open crotch. Crowned by a bush of honey-brown pubic curls, the beautiful valley led down to her hungry pussy. The outer labia were puffed and colored a dark, reddish brown. The lips seemed to pout in impatience as they waited for attention.
Moving slowly, Martin ran his tongue up and down the line of her cunt until, finally, he puckered his mouth and pulled the pouting pussy petals into it. Holding her pussy lips with his own oral lips, he flicked his tongue rapidly back and forth across the unbelievably sensitive membranes. Alice was going wild as he thrilled her in this manner. Her back sank into the bed as she thrust her pelvis forward in an attempt to get more of her pussy into the marvelous mouth that was now driving her insane. Her ass clenched, and she bucked up and down. All the time, Martin continued his loving pursuit.
Gripping tightly on Alice's ass, Martin dug his fingers deeply into her flesh. He spread her wider as he released the tiny pussy lips and thrust his tongue directly into the cunt. like a small prick, his tongue went as deeply into the nearly steaming hole as it could. Then he curled the tip back slightly as he slowly thrust in and out.
"Again, the results of his oral manipulations were spectacular. Alice had released his hair and now firmly grasped the headboard of he big bed. She clutched it with all her strength and levered her body so she could push her pussy harder into the sucking, probing source of extreme pleasure.
Again, Martin shifted his attention. Slipping his tongue from her cunt canal, he brought it up along her labia until he found the magic joy buzzer of her little hidden clitoris. At first, he teased the tiny button by nipping back and forth across it with his tongue tip. Then, he pressed forward and covered the clit with his whole tongue. Working his tongue up and down, he massaged and manipulated the little bud in long loving strokes until Alice could stand it no longer.
Her orgasm hit with sudden and uncontrollable force. Her body stiffened with sudden rigidity as all her muscles quivered and jerked spasmodically. Her legs first went rigid and then her feet beat out a staccato rhythm alongside Martin's body on the bed. Her pelvis pushed forward and up again, forcing her cunt hard against Martin's face. Finally, after a series of short quivering jerks, she started to relax.
But now Martin's waiting was over. As the satiated woman sank back, he lifted his body up from between her legs. Moving forward just slightly, he was now in perfect position atop the helpless beauty. His huge penis slid forward until the engorged head rested in the notch formed by the joining of Alice's legs. His cockhead nudged apart the pussy lips, and the glistening tip thrust into the waiting opening.
For a brief moment, Martin held this position; his prick tip just barely inside the gaping cunt as he brought his pussy-smeared face down to Alice's outstanding mammaries. Sucking one of the rigid nipples deeply into his hungry mouth, he bit down very slightly on the surrounding tit-flesh. Then he suddenly shoved forward. His entire nine-inch cock buried itself inside Alice's hot gash.
Martin's balls slapped against his wife's ass as he plunged his dick as hard as possible into the helpless woman. She instantly bucked her crotch forward to meet him and wrapped her legs around the man's ass.
"Oh, God, yes!" she screamed loudly. "Fuck me now. Fuck me hard!"
For several furious minutes, the couple was lost in the throes of wild abandon. Martin slammed his hard dick repeatedly into the hot, wet pussy, and she responded to each stroke with an answering up-thrust of her own. In and out, in and out, the big prick slammed forward, sank deeply into her depths and then recoiled as he pulled back for the next stroke. In and out, in and out it thrust, and the writhing, twisting, grasping woman loved it and responded with matching fucking motions of her own. Martin had finally released Alice's tit, and now he had glued his mouth firmly over hers. Furiously, his tongue pumped into her mouth in time with his cock thrusting into and out of her cunt. Just as furiously, her tongue answered his, and they grappled and twisted together.
As Dorrie watched the spectacular fuck scene, it suddenly came to an end. Nearly simultaneously, the writhing couple reached the end of their long-burning fuses. Martin felt the cum start to rocket out of his cock shaft in the first huge spurt. As it built up and fired out, he slammed down and forward to bury his load as deeply as possible in the sucking pussy. This time, he did not pull back, but pressed down and ground his cock into the grasping cunt. His hot semen spurted into the woman's depths and triggered her own explosive orgasm. As the cum filled her, she spasmed in climax.
"My God," Dorrie whispered to herself. "I wish I could find a way to get him to fuck me like that."